The Chase

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, yeah Uh, Firm Lust, hate, envy, jealousy Conniving niggas Nigga nature, uh, yeah, uh [Verse 1] Jumped out the ride, floss high Black tie, cocoa and lye Three guys, slanted eyes, I shoulda tried Sweet thugs stay dove up in the land Crash bar, ill beam, and threw this cream My whole team must fiend, the ghetto dream Fox Boog jigged up, stay in the cut like what? Slayin' in the Bentley, stoned, flossed on Me a Capone, Picasso Mardi Gras, play the low in the six-double-oh Benz chrome Dominicano superstar, Lila Escobar, holy matrimon' Tied to The Firm, die for The Firm, so help me, God Street life played right, I got his wife hemmed up, and what? Nigga, two to the gut [Chorus] Nowhere to rest, nigga, nowhere to hide It's a high-speed chase and death is on my mind Will I fall or fail? Who call the shots? It's all real Firm, get on your job, niggas, what the deal? Nowhere to rest, nigga, nowhere to hide It's a high-speed chase [Verse 2] Mahogany Brown laid it down, shoulda seen her Threw the heater to the grill, it was real Pure steel, my niggas peel, murderin' Gunnin' through Queens in Beams Forty-four chrome, MAC-11, stow it in they jeans Pretty thugs, Firm team hold it down, we hold the crown Got it locked, rock shop, heroin cop Out of town, breeze through, he had a V2 baby blue No clue we had this whole life planned Call the fam, lay low, Firm style, let it flow [Chorus] Nowhere to rest, nigga, nowhere to hide It's a high-speed chase and death is on my mind Will I fall or fail? Who call the shots? It's all real Firm, get on your job, niggas, what the deal? Nowhere to rest, nigga, nowhere to hide It's a high-speed chase and death is on my mind Will I fall or fail? Who call the shots? It's all real Firm, get on your job, niggas, what the deal? [Verse 3] He was dressed in a sky-blue Guess Eva wrecks, we played the left, no threat We had him shook, couldn't look, dripped sweat He coulda fried, I seen his eyes, yeah, nigga Mega fly, Doe or Die, fifty eye, ayy Cop way, Firm stray, high stake, boo Ill booth how we do, Boogie top gun Filipin' Black thing, you know the stee', dunn Afiliation, caramel brown, ill style complexion You know the deal, how we roll like a virgin On the low, yeah, boo, get your swerve on How we do, crew, Boogs got it locked bigger For the crew, hold it down, niggas Four pealer, four killer For reala, ho squealer They know the deala Shit is reala Firm, for real [Chorus] Nowhere to rest, nigga, nowhere to hide It's a high-speed chase and death is on my mind Will I fall or fail? Who call the shots? It's all real Firm, get on your job, niggas, what the deal? Nowhere to rest, nigga, nowhere to hide It's a high-speed chase and death is on my mind Will I fall or fail? Who call the shots? It's all real Firm, get on your job, niggas, what the deal?